Mountains

I couldn't resist using the quote by John Muir in the poem. "The mountains are calling and I must go." The mountains are calling and I must go What wonders await there, I don’t know A summit of kindred spirits or aims loftier than rocks I must upgrade myself when opportunity knocks The mountains are … Continue reading Mountains

Santa’s Wishlist

Santa’s wishlist ….. by Sadje

Sadje's avatarKeep it alive

Seems strange, yes it does
That one who brings presents
To people all over the world
Would require a present for himself




But a bit of reciprocation won’t go amiss
Perhaps, he too would want to be rewarded
For being thoughtful and kind to everyone
It will also gladden his big heart to be remembered



But! You ask what could Santa possibly want?
Someone who has everything, what would he desire
Think deeply and the answer is self-evident
Can you guess or do I spell it out?



Santa would love to receive the gift of love
Not for himself but the love we bestow on each other
He would be absolutely chuffed if he could see
That people really, truly love each other
Irrespective of their religion, race color, or culture



And this my dear would be the best gift we can give
To ourselves too!

Written for RXC #…

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Disguises

memadtwo's avatarK.

My mother loved to wear loud colors, especially red. Her laugh could be heard above the din of any crowded room.

Not me.  I dress mostly in black, try to fade unnoticed into the background of other peoples’ lives.  I avoid parties.

But my eyes crave color, my hands long to manipulate texture and shape, to form visual ideas that enhance and delight.  I have a hidden closet full of rainbows—painted, embroidered, knitted, woven into intricate arrangements.

All those vivid narratives remain unworn by my own days, the ones I dress in, their stories patterned and purple.

As night surrounds me, only then do I take them out to display, to embellish my own possibilities.  I close my eyes and enter a parallel world, one in which I cover myself with a thousand glittering mirrors, quilted with moonlight, seams stitched with prismatic stars.

For dverse, where Lisa asked us…

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I Wish I Was Santa

I wish I was Santa …. by Jim Adams

newepicauthor's avatarA Unique Title For Me

Any guy who has the address of every naughty girl in town, doesn’t really need anything more, but Santa does deserve some type of present, although I have no idea what he wants.  I guess he wants all the boys and girls to be good, so he can give out more toys, which will keep the elves busy.  When the elves get time off, they are always thinking up new ways to get into mischief, which causes all types of trouble for Santa.  Santa is always happy when Mrs. Claus is baking cookies, as that gives him time to visit some of those really naughty girls.

Written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge #211, where today she would like to know, “What would Santa want for Christmas in 2021?”

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #211

It is reflection time once again. I wonder why ends and beginnings affect us so much. PROMPT #211 Here's a theme prompt once again. Flow with it. There is no restriction on length or format of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap.  Any … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #211

Values

https://open.spotify.com/episode/4680xtk0hC6hK17vpdEioQ?si=f345779ef528428a “I prefer guidelines than diktats, and I take my own decisions,” Harry tosses the booklet on the side table. “Diktats are needed when your decisions impact other lives. We live in a networked world and can never be totally free.”  This appears to have hit the target. “Do you mean to say Siri and … Continue reading Values

Delusions

It feels unreal to be walking in clouds, and feeling the ground beneath your feet. Soon enough, I will reach the Sun, Moon and Stars and use their influence on earth to project my views. The snow is melting beneath my feet… I hope I continue to walk without getting submerged in my own pride… … Continue reading Delusions

On Entering a Tunnel

On entering a tunnel….by Jasmine Bhatia

Jasmine Bhatia's avatarOPTIMISM

A long, narrow and scary passage to pass through,

Entering the tunnel was like Entering a place filled with full of darkness,

Not knowing where and how would the journey be,

But stepping in it was mandatory to grow further,

The beginning of a new venture in life,

The Journey of Taking yourself to the next level,

Always looks risky and filled with challenges,

But if not taken it would throw me to a place where I never want to go,

Time and Situation sometimes demands to take a bold step,

Where Courage needs to be chosen over Fear,

To take little small steps of HOPE,

I then gathered the dose of self belief in me ,

That the darkness of bad and tough times will end soon,

And entered the tunnel slowly by listening to my inner voice,

With fingers crossed I kept on moving further,

Which took me…

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